Jiang Hao brought back a few bottles of nutrient solution, and also bought two sets of clothes near the military hospital.

"Change your military dress and suit, there is a washroom in the isolation room," Jiang Hao handed the clothes to Lu Zhao, "Where's Bai Li? What did Old Zheng say?"

Lu Zhao thanked him and took the clothes, two sets of ordinary pullovers, loose and baggy.

"You bought them from a supermarket, the style that only old men wear," Situ drank a sip of nutrient solution and teased the clothes, and then said, "Old Zheng prescribed some painkillers for Bai Li, so that he wouldn't have leg pain again after the susceptible period is over." The style of the

clothes was indeed very ordinary, but Lu Zhao took a look and felt that Bai Li would not mind.

The grandson wore this short-sleeved shirt at home, with a very deceptive face, and managed to make the clothes from the supermarket look a bit extraordinary.

Jiang Hao asked again: "Where is Bai Li?"

"In the isolation room," Situ said, "He is being trained."

After that, he saw Lao Zheng walking out of the room at the end of the corridor, with a calm expression, and walking at the same pace as an old cadre, saying as he walked: "He took some analgesics, and he will be sleepy soon. Observe him for a night, and he will be discharged tomorrow if he is fine."

"What about his leg," Jiang Hao asked, "Is it serious?"

Lao Zheng's tone was very calm from years of practicing medicine: "Do you think his leg is serious or not?"

Jiang Hao was silent, and his expression revealed a trace of guilt. He could never get out of the psychological shadow of the rescue mission that year.

"Actually, Bai Li is still very careful about his health," Situ said, "Today is a special case."

Old Zheng said in a calm voice, "The best way to maintain your health is to let him go to the simulation warehouse at least twice."

Situ was choked.

After working as a doctor in the military hospital for so many years, Old Zheng had already mastered how to express his expression and curse people. He asked the patient, Mr. Bai, about his recent life and started to curse. Being a doctor is not easy, and it is even more difficult to meet Mr. Bai who doesn't listen to others and doesn't listen to advice.

Lu Zhao walked to the door of the isolation room, opened the door a crack and looked inside. Pheromones were coming out from the crack of the door, but Lu Zhao didn't care and looked around. The entire room of the high-level isolation room had been treated, and no hard objects were left. There was a large mattress in the middle of the room. Bai Li was lying with his back to the door, his head covered with a quilt, and he seemed to be fast asleep.

"Strong analgesics are like this, they have side effects, and drowsiness is a normal reaction." Lao Zheng also stood up and spoke to Lu Zhao in a low voice, "Bai Li's leg, he drank too much nutrient solution with analgesic ingredients a few years ago, so we can only use strong ones, otherwise he is afraid that he will be stimulated by leg pain during his susceptible period and go crazy again." Bai Li

was wrapped in a quilt on the mattress, like a big bulge. Lu Zhao watched from a distance, he knew that Bai Li would not have a good dream.

When he was on the beetle, Bai Li said that he didn't want to be hospitalized because he would have trouble sleeping if he was hospitalized.

Lu Zhao moved his lips, looked at the bulge and whispered, "Does he have to sleep like that all the time?"

"For emotional and leg injury considerations, it's better to fall asleep, which will stabilize his mood and facilitate recovery," Lao Zheng explained, "but it would definitely be best if there was pheromone comfort from a partner."

Lu Zhao's expression softened a little, and he said "hmm".

After a few seconds of silence, Lao Zheng hesitated and said, "Major General Lu, from a doctor's perspective, I still have to tell you something." Seeing Lu Zhao looking sideways at him, Lao Zheng continued, "Alphas in the susceptible period are all like bastards, with no self-control, and it is easy for them to forcefully mark..."

His words were very obscure, but Lu Zhao figured out what he meant without much effort.

Although they were a couple, Lu Zhao and Bai Li only had a short temporary marking. Lao Zheng probably learned about this from Bai Li and thought that Lu Zhao was not happy to be marked, and Bai Li also acquiesced to not marking. This matter was originally a private matter, but Lao Zheng was afraid that if something really happened, the two would have some misunderstandings.

"I know," Lu Zhao turned his head and said calmly, "It's okay."

Old Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the young profile of Major General Lu that had appeared in the news many times, and felt that the Imperial Eagle was really as quiet as the legend said. But somehow, these few words made Old Zheng happy. He couldn't

hold back his happiness and said a few more words: "That's good, after the marking, the emotions of A and O can affect each other, so you don't have to take analgesics like this. Bai Li was basically half asleep and half awake for half a year when he was hospitalized for the injury, and he also had a susceptible period in the middle, which was too difficult to deal with..."

Lu Zhao remembered Bai Li's words. He said that he had been hospitalized hundreds of times in his dreams and died in bed countless times.

He fell asleep on the hospital bed, and was still lying on the bed when he woke up. When Bai Li got off the beetle, he muttered, "I sprained my ankle and didn't choose the right posture when I was reborn. I'm destined to have bad luck in my life, damn it."

He didn't quite understand it at the time, but now Lu Zhao feels that Bai Li is really unlucky. If he doesn't take painkillers, his legs hurt. If he takes them, he feels sleepy. He has nightmares when he falls asleep, and his legs hurt when he wakes up. It's even more painful when he's susceptible. He doesn't know how he got through those years.

Sometimes Lu Zhao feels that there are countless roads in front of Bai Li, but no matter which one he chooses, it won't be easy.

Situ's personal terminal rang. Lu Zhao came back to his senses and heard Situ walk a few steps outside to answer the call. It seemed to be about the research institute.

"Marking will affect the emotions between AOs," Lu Zhao did not continue the topic that he could not stand, but asked Lao Zheng, "Both temporary and permanent markings will have this effect?"

Lao Zheng did not understand why he suddenly said this, but still said, "It's almost the same, just with a different time limit."

"Permanent marking has a deeper impact," Jiang Hao interrupted, "I have rescued several omegas who were repeatedly permanently marked during missions before. When they were rescued, they were deeply addicted and could not leave their alphas at all. They were mentally unstable."

Lu Zhao's heart skipped a beat and he thought of Mrs. Tang.

He and Bai Li had a temporary marking once, and within a few days after that, they could basically feel each other's emotional fluctuations. It was very subtle, but not annoying. This feeling disappeared as the marking faded.

This kind of influence on emotions is very natural when both parties are willing, and it is completely different from the influence of Tang Kaiyuan's handshake on the cruise ship.

"Is there any special situation?" Lu Zhao frowned slightly and tried to ask, "Even if there is no marking, the alpha's pheromone will control the omega's emotions or..." He paused, "Or memory."

Old Zheng looked puzzled, thought for a moment and said, "Theoretically, it is impossible. It is normal for A's pheromone to affect O, but it is a bit exaggerated to affect memory. Why does Major General Lu ask this?" Lu Zhao

shook his head and said nothing.

The more Tang Kaiyuan seemed to be wrong, the more Bai Li's words frightened Lu Zhao.

Then Jiang Hao was heard asking: "I also consulted a doctor, and I know that the mental power of alpha will slightly increase with age. Is it possible for the whole family to get much better and be completely different from before?"

"What a stupid question," Lao Zheng scratched his head and explained, "That's not very likely. Although there are always nutritional supplements on the market that can improve mental power, they are actually useless. They just comfort you in your heart, which is useless."

Situ hung up the call and walked back. When he heard this, he said, "That's not necessarily true. The Imperial Research Institute had a special project several years ago to study how to improve the mental power of adult alphas. It is said that there are indeed some results."

When this was said, the other three were quite surprised.

Situ said, "Why are you asking this? Lieutenant General Jiang, you are a beta, why do you care about the improvement of the alpha's mental power?"

"I just feel something is wrong," Jiang Hao spread his hands, "How could the mental power of that kid from the Tang family be so high before? Can it be developed again at this age?"

When Tang Kaiyuan was mentioned, the three people who got off the cruise ship were not in a good mood. Situ frowned: "The Imperial Research Institute really wants to improve the mental power of adult alphas. When I was still in the institute, I heard that the project has made significant progress and has indeed achieved the goal of improving mental power."

Lao Zheng was surprised: "This is not possible, why does it sound so mysterious?"

"Not finished. Mental power is improved, but it is not stable at all. Alphas who cannot output mental power stably cannot exert their abilities at all, so later they were looking for means to stabilize mental power," Situ explained. This was a secret, and he whispered like a thief, "But later the person in charge of the project died accidentally on a business trip. After that, the project has not made much progress and was terminated."

No wonder I didn't hear any movement, it turned out that the research was not successful at all.

Lu Zhao's brows were furrowed a little, and he slowly exhaled after a long while. It was not appropriate to ask more questions about Bai Li's condition now, and he had to wait until he felt better before talking.

Another communication request came from the institute, interrupting the discussion of several people. Situ replied to a few text messages, raised his head and said to Lu Zhao: "Major General, the institute originally wanted to interview the applicants tomorrow, but I saw that Bai Li's condition was not suitable, so it was postponed for two days. Could you please tell him?"

At this time, Bai Li was probably asleep and went into the isolation room, so it was not easy for others to call him.

Lu Zhao nodded in response, and Situ gave him a few more instructions, telling him how the little white ball had to leave in a hurry after connecting to the personal terminal to deal with the affairs of the institute.

The emergency in the morning was finally over, Jiang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief, said hello to Lu Zhao, and said he would call him if there was anything, and then he went back a little tired.

"Bai Li is in a bad mood, I can't say much," Lao Zheng sighed after explaining a few precautions to Lu Zhao, "If Major General Lu is free, talk to Bai Li, the leg still needs to be checked on time."

Lu Zhao didn't expect Bai Li didn't even check on time, and he felt bad, so he nodded in agreement.

The isolation room provided for susceptible alphas is a separate floor. After Lao Zheng and others left, only Lu Zhao was left standing in the corridor. He pushed open the door of the isolation room and walked in, standing at the door and looking at Bai Li for a while.

The bulge was motionless and tightly wrapped, with only a few wisps of hair on the top of the head sticking out.

Lu Zhao closed the door of the isolation room and felt himself walking into Bai Li's pheromones. The door automatically locked, isolating them from the entire outside world.

He walked over and gently pulled the quilt that Bai Li had covered his head with: "Bai Li?"

The quilt was easily pulled open, revealing Bai Li's

face, with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping soundly. Lu Zhao reached out and touched Bai Li's messy bangs. As soon as his hand moved over, he saw Bai Li open his eyes and rubbed his hand half asleep.

Lu Zhao's heart was itching, but his voice was relatively calm: "Didn't you fall asleep?"

"I fell asleep, but I couldn't sleep well," Bai Li said with a nasal voice, "I felt uncomfortable in the hospital."

He didn't like the hospital, and he didn't like the feeling of being forced to fall asleep. As soon as he closed his eyes, he would have a bizarre dream.

Lu Zhao said, "Hmm," "Does your leg hurt?"

Bai Li turned over, half-closed his eyes and smiled, "It's not like I hit the iron plate, and I drank analgesics, so it doesn't hurt that much." Seeing Lu Zhao's noncommittal expression, he added, "You heard from Lao Zheng that it would hurt a lot, right? Don't pay attention to him, he just likes to exaggerate. It's okay, Li Li is stronger."

Lu Zhao wanted to laugh, but seeing Bai Li's drowsy appearance, he felt blocked in his heart. He stood up and wanted to put the clothes and nutrient solution in his hands aside. As

soon as he moved, Bai Li subconsciously pulled Lu Zhao's hand.

After pulling, Bai Li was also confused. Alphas are prone to do things without thinking during their susceptible period. His body betrayed his reason. His hands are much more independent than their owners, and they kept pulling Lu Zhao.

Lu Zhao was stunned for a moment, looking at Bai Li's hand, then at Bai Li again: "Stronger?"

Just like that?

Bai Li was probably stunned by himself for a second or two, with a layer of red slowly climbing up the tip of his ears. He said dryly: "Ah, I'm just shaking hands out of anger. I'm really strong. I'm disabled but strong-willed."

Lu Zhao almost laughed at his nonsense. He didn't like Bai Li saying such words in a joking tone, so he pulled his hand back tentatively, and felt a strong force. Bai Li's hand pulled him so hard that he couldn't move.

Neither of them said anything. Bai Li was still lying there. After a while, he whispered, "I was pretending."

Lu Zhao felt a pain in his heart. He threw the miscellaneous things in his hands aside, sat on the mattress, and said in a soft voice, "I know."

Even if he softened his voice, he still looked like Major General Lu, who was not very good at comforting people.

As soon as he sat down, Bai Li came over and hugged one of Lu Zhao's arms. The smell of grass weakened the uneasiness and panic brought by the susceptible period. His eyelids were fighting, and he was so sleepy that his voice was unclear: "Damn, I don't want to dream."

Lu Zhao half-leaned and let Bai Li hug his arm. He wanted to say something, but he had never learned to speak softly.

After waiting for half a minute, Lu Zhao looked at Bai Li again. He had fallen asleep.

This time he was sleeping soundly. He didn't respond when Lu Zhao moved his hand in his arms. When he tried to pull it out, Bai Li frowned and muttered a few words. Lu Zhao

leaned over to listen. Bai Li said, "Lu Zhao."

No sound from the outside world could be heard in the isolation room. Lu Zhao leaned down and buried his face in Bai Li's neck.

The alpha pheromone during the susceptible period made people feel anxious, but when he smelled the chocolate, he felt like he was soaked in Bai Li's sugar jar.

The deeper you get, the less you want to get out.

Bai Li felt that he had slept for a long time, a deep and long time.

Occasionally, dreams flashed by in the darkness, but he could always smell a faint scent of grass. Bai Li experienced another life in his dream, and finally died in a dim ward.

But this time Bai Li did not feel too scared. For the first time in his dream, he looked forward to death. By ending all the darkness, he would be able to find the source of the smell of grass.

Bai Li opened his eyes and heard rustling sounds in his ears. He turned his head and saw Lu Zhao changing clothes with his back to him. He didn't know who bought the clothes for him. The loose casual shorts hung loosely on his hips, and Lu Zhao was pulling a short-sleeved shirt over his head.

The high-level isolation rooms were all softly covered to avoid stimulating the alpha, and only a small light was on. Bai Li saw Lu Zhao's back with the help of the light.

Lu Zhao's skin was not white, and he had been training for many years, so every muscle showed his strength. But Bai Li did not appreciate Lu Zhao's figure much. He saw the scars scattered on Lu Zhao's back under the light.

Some were big, some were small, and most of them were old injuries. Some still had traces of sutures, and some were as big as half a palm. It was estimated that the treatment was not in place at the time, and the healing was not good, so the skin was severely wrinkled. There were also tiny wounds, scratches, cuts, and a few shallow bruises, probably from training, which were almost gone.

This didn't look like an omega's back at all, it was scarred more than many alphas.

Bai Li's hand involuntarily covered it, gently stroking the scar that looked like a burn.

Lu Zhao paused, turned his head and looked at Bai Li: "Are you awake? I just slept for more than half an hour."

"Yeah," Bai Li's voice was very hoarse, just woke up, and there was a muffled nasal sound, "How did this happen?"

Lu Zhao touched his back with his hand: "When I was a child, I was doing odd jobs in the slums of a satellite star. I made a mistake when using a machine and got burned."

The body of an omega is not as tough as that of an alpha, and scars can be easily left, and it is difficult to recover. There are many drugs that can reduce scars, but the price is expensive, which Lu Zhao could not afford at that time.

Bai Li changed the topic and asked, "What about this?"

"..." Lu Zhao looked at him sideways. Bai Li half-lowered his eyes, unable to tell his emotions, so he could only say, "When I went to the deserted planet, I met a native of the planet and got cut during the fight."

Bai Li's hands trembled, and he realized that he actually knew very little about Lu Zhao.

He only saw his glorious side, and thought that having a physical examination report of Lu Zhao meant that he understood him, but he never thought about what the body wrapped in a military uniform looked like.

Every scar was proof that Lu Zhao had struggled.

Lu Zhao also used this body to hug him.

If it were in the past, Bai Li might not have continued to ask. But during the susceptible period, emotions easily overcome reason. Bai Li leaned over and touched every scar on Lu Zhao's back with his hands, asking him how they came about.

Lu Zhao answered one by one, some were caused when he was a child on a satellite planet, some were caused when he got into a fight with someone at the Imperial Citizens School, some were caused when he was doing odd jobs in the lower-level legion, and some were caused on the battlefield. He couldn't remember the others, and only after Bai Li touched them did he realize there were scars there.

Bai Li's hand finally returned to the burn scar. Just by looking at the scar, one could imagine how badly this place was injured at the time. Lu Zhao was still young at the time. How could such a small child endure such pain?

But he had no choice. Being poor was wrong, and being born an omega was also wrong. There was no place to reason. Lu Zhao didn't have time to reason either. He had lived for so many years, and all he could do was to live like a person who didn't need to reason with others.

Bai Li felt uncomfortable. His susceptible period magnified the discomfort countless times, and he couldn't even say a word to ease the atmosphere.

Lu Zhao put on his clothes in silence. Without waiting for Bai Li to speak, he said after a while: "I can't see your back, is it scary?"

Some alphas don't like omegas to have too many scars on their bodies. To be honest, you can't find many omegas with injuries on the main star. This is the heart of the empire, and there will be no dishonorable things in the heart.

"Bullshit," Bai Li said, "very tempting."

Lu Zhao was stunned, and the corners of his mouth curled up: "I didn't think it looked good."

"Very beautiful, really." Bai Li put his hand on the scar, and said in a trance, "I just didn't expect... the book didn't say these things, I didn't know you had so many scars."

Lu Zhao already knew what Bai Li meant by "book". He let Bai Li's fingers stroke his scars and said lightly: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, and there won't be any sequelae, it's just a little ugly."

After he finished speaking, he felt a grab on his waist. Bai Li glanced at him, as if he was very unhappy: "It's not ugly, it looks good." "

Yeah." Lu Zhao wanted to laugh. He didn't really mind the scars on his body, but he liked to see Bai Li like this.

Bai Li looked at his back and said softly, "These are medals, more beautiful than califlowers."

These scars of all sizes overlapped on Lu Zhao's body. Bai Li propped up his body and kissed Lu Zhao on the lower back, then hugged him from behind and put his chin on Lu Zhao's neck.

The smell of grass made Bai Li completely sober from his dream, and he felt Lu Zhao's hand touching his hair.

"Major General brother," Bai Li whispered, "Why do I always feel that I am particularly small in front of you?"

Lu Zhao didn't know how to respond.

Bai Li was very self-reflective: "Still being hypocritical."

Lu Zhao laughed, he was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "Bai Li, developing mecha is a very long thing. Even if the second set of plans you develop is completed, it will take a lot of time to actually produce and put it into use, you know."

Bai Li was not surprised that the topic suddenly turned here. He just followed what Lu Zhao said: "Yeah."

Lu Zhao added: "It is also possible that it will not be accepted by the Imperial Research Institute, then all the work will be in vain." Bai Li

said: "Yes."

"You know all that," Lu Zhao turned his head and asked softly, "Why do you still want to do it?"

Bai Li felt Lu Zhao's breath caressing his face, he was very relaxed, letting his thoughts rise and fall along with Lu Zhao's topic, thinking for a moment: "In fact, even if it is done, it won't be a big deal." Lu

Zhao was stunned.

"Even if it is put into use, the mecha can only change a small part of the situation," Bai Li said calmly. "Omega can't change its physical disadvantages, and beta can't surpass alpha in mental strength. Even if the military allows omega to engage in front-line mecha warfare because of this mecha, the fact is that for a long time, the whole society will still not be optimistic about this situation. This is the overall environment. The military and mecha are just a small part."

Lu Zhao didn't say anything, he silently agreed.

This is a rule that has been in place for many years, and it can't be changed overnight.

Bai Li was silent for a while, and then said: "It took many years for the Omega Protection Law to be perfected to this level, and it took many years to narrow the gap between the nobles and the common people to the level it is today. How much effort has been spent for the royal family's monopoly to be weakened to this point... Lu Zhao, I'm a small person, and I never thought that a mecha could change anything. If it can be made, of course it's good, but if it can't be made, it's just a pity at most."

Bai Li said: "The thing that is most lacking in this world is regrets."

Lu Zhao didn't really understand these.

He was born a commoner, and the lectures in the Imperial Citizens' School generally never involved these things. Lu Zhao listened silently, feeling a little confused.

He felt lost about the road ahead, and suddenly he didn't know what the future would be like.

"There's very little I can do, I can only do this step well." Bai Li's voice did not have any regrets, he said calmly, "The frame is there to frame us, but if I bump into it, I can make it shake even a millimeter, I want to try." When

one person bumps into the frame, another person will bump into it.

It's not okay to sit there and spit on the existence of the frame, you have to bump into it. Even if you know it's like an ant shaking a tree, you still have to bump into it.

Because a tree can never be shaken by an ant, a tree has to be shaken by thousands of ants, generation after generation.

The omega protection method lightly added a line of words, but no one cared how many people's tears and blood were used to write this line of words.

The gap between the nobles and the common people narrowed, and the bridge built buried countless nameless bones and sorrows of the past.

Since the establishment of the empire, how many people have died in the vast universe.

At the beginning of the destruction of the ancient earth, countless people shed tears of despair, but it was still generation after generation that pursued that ray of hope, and it was through succession that the shining star in the universe was established.

Bai Li was very small, the Bai family declined, and he was forced to retire. He was destined to be unable to intervene in the core of the empire. He is an ant.

But he wants to shake the tree.

"Bai Li," Lu Zhao heard his slightly hoarse voice, "I joined the military, and at first I just wanted to get out of the quagmire."

Bai Li was stunned: "I know that my brother, the major general, has been awesome since he was young..."

"You don't know," Lu Zhao turned around and pressed Bai Li on the mattress with a little force. He put his hands on both sides of Bai Li's head and lowered his head to look at him, "You don't know, I am the insignificant one."

His life is very simple.

Mecha, the universe.

Gender prevents him from getting these, so he goes to fight against gender. His strength comes from his enthusiasm for mecha and the universe. Only when he stops occasionally, he realizes that he has come so far.

Only then does he realize that he has opened up a path and someone is following him.

He occasionally feels the difference between himself and Bai Li, and that difference shakes him and makes him almost burst into tears.

He saw the light, a small ball, but very bright.

Bai Li's hands stroked Lu Zhao's cheeks. He thought for a moment and said, "What I said just now was so lascivious, but I just wanted to show off."

Lu Zhao laughed.

"No matter what the original intention is, we are actually the same," Bai Li also laughed, "We are two ants."

Once you decide to shake a tree, you have to go all the way.

Bai Li had just woken up not long ago, and his eyes still looked a little moist. Lu Zhao liked it best when he smiled. Lu

Zhao lowered his head and kissed Bai Li. The susceptible period made Bai Li a little unable to control himself, and pheromones evaporated and spread.

"You said before that if one day I don't want to use inhibitors, I'll tell you," Lu Zhao looked into Bai Li's eyes, "Does it still count?"

Bai Li was already dizzy from the smell of grass from Lu Zhao, and his heart was beating wildly with these words. After a while, he managed to say, "Will it seem like I'm taking advantage of you if you're in a susceptible period like this?"

"Fuck," Lu Zhao couldn't help laughing, and Bai Li was so embarrassed that she pressed her lips against him to block him. Lu Zhao laughed and said vaguely, "It's not certain who is taking advantage of whom, Li Li." No

sound from the outside world could be heard in the isolation room, and in the dim light, it seemed that there were only two people in the world.

Bai Li's body temperature was very high, and when he was dizzy, his warm hands would gently stroke the scars on Lu Zhao's body.

Lu Zhao's vision was already a little blurry. He could only smell Bai Li's strong pheromone scent. The pheromone frenzy caused by the susceptible period made Bai Li seem a little rude. He sat astride her and was pulled down by Bai Li for a kiss.

Bai Li touched the scars on his back again and again.

Lu Zhao heard Bai Li say, "Hey, let me take a closer look. They are all your medals, your Kali flowers."

The voice was more seductive than ever.

Bai Li said again, "They are Kali flowers that I can touch."

The world fell asleep that night, and only they were awake.

Awake and addicted to each other.